Hi ,

My life ended 33 years ago.

Today's the day I was taken hostage in that prison riot in Camp Hill.   

Then they said I had PTSD.

And of course, my marriage went to shit.

So did my body and bank account.

Then ONE DAY I drew a line in the sand.

Heads up, this one ain't for kids.

Double heads up, this one just might be for YOU.
 

That's all I got.

If this blesses you too, drop me a note.

I'd love to know.

TT coffee time

SNEAK PEEK TRANSCRIPT BELOW

All right, so when you stop chasing play toys, you start finding purpose. Today is Wednesday, October 26 2022. God it is 33 years since the Camphill prison riots. 

Happy anniversary to me. That's the day I got beat to death. That's the day. I can tell you. What they call a near death experience isn't near. Alright, it's death. You do poop your pants. Sorry. Okay, I'm just being blunt here. 

I'm actually gonna try not to swear this is gonna be really fun. 33 years ago, I got the poop beat out of me. Literally. Dead revived, taken hostage PTSD, all that stuff. And that's the good news. Because when I was a little boy, my mom was obsessed with doing the dishes. Now I don't get how that is even possible because my mom didn't like to cook and she didn't cook much. But she was obsessed with doing the dishes. 

And I can remember telling mom, there's more to life than doing the dishes. A

nd she said, "You're right. You should be out there weeding." 

I used to have to weed the fence every day till noon. I'd watch my friends play. My mom was developing me developing and me this thing she called her work ethic. I have no hard feelings about this. Right? But it's just the irony of it all. 

I could do that or watch the 700 club with her. Right that's that's the Christian television network with Pat Robertson. Put your hands on the TV and pray. I'm not freaking interested. Right? Meanwhile. 

Believe me this is this is good stuff. Ready? 

The past is not what made me who I am. 

The past involves parts that I played with people that were lovely. And with people that were not. So October 26 1989. I was beat to death in Camp Hill prison riots. There is no such thing as a near death experience. Right? When I was revived, when I came back, right, you know, the tunnel, the room, all that stuff? When I came back here to planet earth, the first thing I noticed was it stinks. And I stink. And there's this is not good. 

What's going on in my pants? Right? Oh, I couldn't wait to get a shower. That was like 12 hours later, though. Against doctor's orders, but I'm a rebel. Right? T

here's more to life than doing the dishes. 

I don't know where I developed that philosophy. I didn't know when I developed that philosophy. I suspect it was not on this rodeo. Because you've had more than one rodeo, you're gonna have more. That's cool. Why not? All right. Let's get some stuff out of the way. You don't die. What your lives the meatsuit can die. That's all right. 

But you live on what you are as you are the wisdom, the power, the love of God. Now here's the cool thing three years ago, it was the 30th anniversary of the Camp Hill prison riots. And here's what I did, an interview and...